We're falling through time second per second. We're history as it lives. We can't see the future till we live out the past racing away from the present. We play the moment as the sky plays with us like a rousing philharmonic.
We are life as we live it for we have no other option we are drip fed our time, flying by each mind, each hour begging to relive the one before. We see tomorrow in our yesterday ignoring each today. We may yet live to see our future in our past but don't blink and dream your life away or you may just miss today